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My Non-stop Halloween
24 October, 2004
Author: Ben Franklin

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Halloween comes around once a year,
but for me everyday I live in
fear,

Daddy shouting and swearing
at Mummy,
Mummy not finding it funny.

This morning she had a new bruise on her
face,
tells me she 'fell',
as she ties my lace.

My Daddy shows me love,
but he never gives Mummy a kiss or
hug,

After every row he breaks down and
cries,
I maybe seven
but I have ears and eyes.

Last night I walked into the front room
to find his hands around her neck,
then gave her a punch,
and I watched her fall to the
deck,

as I screamed daddy turned around
and said in a innocent tone...

'Mummy was naughty
and daddy had to tell her off',

I started to cry
and pulled away from his so called loving touch,

'It's ok baby,you dont need to be scared of me',

I tried to run to the front door,
but of course Daddy was quicker then me,

He grabbed me by my arm and said..
'you will get what your mother got
if you tell what you have seen'.


I dont know why my Daddy is being so
mean,
but to all the other children
I hope you have a Lovely
Halloween.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

joyce ivy (68.222.111.93) -- Sunday, October 24 2004, 07:00 am

SO SAD

Ben this is sad..but it happenes so much...Hits home here for me..not with my mom and dad..but with me and my children...never again though...lot's of feeling in this one...thanks for sharing...
your friend..
Joyce
Ben f (82.2.243.143) -- Sunday, October 24 2004, 09:53 am

sorry you can.....

relate to this joyce.
you never know what happens behind closed doors.
take care Joyce.
much Love
Ben
Terrie* (65.147.241.56) -- Wednesday, October 27 2004, 01:16 am

Ben, DEEP..and visually crucifying..

sad to say..but as a child advocate i have seen this many times..many times the victims become statistics on the obits...some folks do not know how to count to three and walk away...

Ben you write so well you bring your poetry to life...wanna challenge a favor for me? actually it would be for our little "Brit Angel" AMY BananaHead? she is there in England..not too many childrens poetry for her to read and enjoy/understand..it would be so great..to read one by you on childrens potry..i share a tight squeeze ...for what you share...

Thank you Hun,your words embrace many lost souls and awake many hearts....God Bless...
Ben Franklin (82.2.243.143) -- Wednesday, October 27 2004, 10:10 am

I will give it a try!

Hello Terrie*,
childrens poetry a?I wouldnt know where to start!!
but Im back at my brain numbing job today so I will have a think there!
thanks for the comment friend.
much love
Ben
joyce ivy (68.222.91.40) -- Wednesday, October 27 2004, 06:26 pm

NO BEN YOU DON'T

behind these doors you never know
just what one person can show..
heartaches for all to see
but never again will it be me...
for i take my stand in this life
never again will he bring me strife...
for my life is mine, and mine alone
all his pain i will not condone...
nor will my children have to watch me,
as i shudder, under his knee...
we are happy without him here
now our lives we hold so dear.

There is alot of this in the world and it's sad...people have to stand up for themselves as I did...never to shudder in under anyones knees...life is to short...to live that way...but most of all it is sad for the children who have to live through it..and walk on the eggshells... caused by one person...I think this is a subject that sould be touched on..glad you wrote this poem...just sorry if you had to live through it...
joyce
Ben F (82.2.243.143) -- Wednesday, October 27 2004, 08:16 pm

joyce my friend........

Im so sorry You went through this,
but glad everything is ok now.
thanks again for your words.
your friend
ben.
Anthony Wright (amwright) (66.53.12.85) -- Friday, November 19 2004, 05:39 am

Kids, the truest victims

It bothers me when adults go around and talk about being victims, especially when their own choices resulted in their victimhood.

Children, on the otherhand, are usually innocent victims. I too was a child advocate, and attorney for the abused and neglected children of Las Vegas.

A lot of the abuse and neglect came after they were taken from their families and placed in the system.

Some poor little victims have to just live victimhood day in and day out.

Wish more people knew the truth your poem speaks and would proactively do something about it. I was a child attorney and look forward to the opportunity to do more for children as my legal career takes off.
Ben F (81.100.175.39) -- Saturday, November 20 2004, 06:23 pm

thanks..

I hope you go far in what you do.
thanks for your words
Ben
 
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